malcolmgsw This film is based on a play.You can see the 3 separate acts without difficulty.It is all very bland,and vaguely amusing.The story is very familiar,an unlikely famous novelist who is taken for granted by all her very selfish family .The best scene comes at the beginning of the film where a bemused Sam Kydd stands between the two arguing lovers.

writers_reign Yet another fairly painless light comedy set in an England that never really was. There are those film buffs who can't get enough of this and they are well served, even more so now that Network has taken to reissuing dozens of titles from the 30s, 40s, and 50s and I do mean the good, the bad, and the indifferent, though this leans toward the good. Set in St. John's Wood it features a more or less chaotic household presided over by Phyllis Calvert and comprising of her mother, her second husband, her step daughter, step son and his wife and baby. The tricky part is that in the midst of all this Calvert has found time to write a novel so good that a publisher (Guy Rolfe) to whom she submitted it, takes the trouble to call on her at home. He brings with him an offer to work on the screenplay in Hollywood which initially she turns down but then, remembering the chaos in which she lives, she takes it up. There's not a lot more to it but it does have the weight of a soufflé and is definitely worth a look.

wilvram Phyllis Calvert has her hands full as Laura Hammond the mum that everyone relies on. Her middle-class family, all living together, include her irascible mother, stepdaughter Tessa (Susan Stephen) a drama queen in more than one sense; also stepson John (Richard Leech) and his wife (Sarah Lawson) who have a baby and enjoy throwing household objects at each other at regular intervals. Her older husband (Patrick Barr) seems at his most active when reading the paper, but still manages to attract the attention of the attractive single lady next door. They all take Laura for granted, but don't realise that her 'scribbling' whenever she gets the odd five minutes from the chaos surrounding her, has produced a best-seller. Enter a literary agent (Guy Rolfe) who whisks her off to the US to work on a film script.Of course, the conventions of the Fifties dictate that the traditional order has to be restored in the end, and though the ways in which all is resolved tend toward the predictable, there's considerable fun along the way. The early scenes, mainly confined to one set, are smoothly directed by Michael McCarthy, who was sadly to suffer an early death. The colour photography is excellent. Phyllis Calvert might not always have been convincing as the heroine of exotic melodramas, but as a woman like Laura in a comedy of this nature, she couldn't be bettered. Nothing bears any resemblance to life today, but then that's not the least of the film's charms.